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| Yes, I get intimidated by them. o.o; |
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| No, I just skim through them and pick up the stuff I deam important from it and base my posts off of that. |
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 Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 1:20 pm
Tristan listened intently to Seamus and after the 'sleepy' boy's final statement, Tristan nodded.
"I second that, Seamus." He paused. "No bullshit, no trouble. I think that is how everyone should be. We came here so we can get a clean slate right? Why don't we start out with one right now instead of when we leave here."
Tristan looked around the room however his eyes seemed to pass over Justin rather quickly. Despite what he had just said.... he would make an exception for the fire crazy Neo-nazi.
Abby's smile seemed to brighten at what Seamus proposed and she laughed slightly at Tristans not so sugar coated agreement. She was relieved... in the beggining, she thought the boys were going to clash more than they were but in the end, it looked like, for the most part, they were acting better than she had first aniticipated.
(Small, teh crappy post. Oh well. rolleyes ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 2:51 pm
((right-o, since everyone seemed to be doing the fanart thing, I decided to jump on the bandwagon: RRC Boys plus Abby If I got anybody wrong, then don't hesitate to shout!))
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 6:43 pm
((As far as Allumen's clothing... He often has a red ribbon in his hair and always wears a silver cross, There's a pic of him in his profile, but otherwise, be creative. I gotta draw something now too. xD))
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 7:53 pm
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 8:18 pm
*gasp!* Horsies!! *squee!!* *huggles Immortal*
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Posted: Fri Dec 01, 2006 9:03 pm
((Hehehe, everyone's drawings are so cute! As for what to put on my character, I don't mind what you choose. He's usually pretty careless about dressing in his boy clothes, much like Crumpy's chibi version.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 6:25 pm
((If you want to laugh your a** off (and you like cats) go here: www.knitemare.org/cats ))
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Posted: Sat Dec 02, 2006 9:41 pm
"Jeffery will do it...other names tend to make me a little uneasy. I'm sure it's all in your little file." He flipped the lighter shut and stowed it into one of his pockets. "So, what exactly do we do around here? Are you going to rehabilitate us, or does someone else get that job?" He spoke with kind of a sneer in his voice; his old dislike of authority had only gone up while he was in the hospital. He took a moment to look around the room. Moods seemed to be mixed, at least in his mind. "Been playing around with people's problems already, or did everybody get all concerned by themselves? Hope I didn't miss the big event of the day."
[Sorry for crappy and short, but Jeff's not in a good mood, and I'm tired anyway. ^_^. Bis dann.]
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 7:59 am
((Sorry for my little bit of innactivity, guys. I was SUPER busy. xD;;;;;
The piccies are suuuuuuu cute. x3333 whee surprised heart
Haha... Aiden: "I'm a prostitute!! *sparklesparkleheartsparkle*" x3333 Ilovehimsofeggingmuch.
As for art from me... I drew something and was gonna scan it... but now I an't find it. =( Which makes me sad. But I'll draw soemthing else when I find time. >< (meaning after I finish the huge pic I've been working on for like... hmm... lesseee... sketch time was 2+hours, inking took about 1 1/2 hrs.... And coloring, so far, has been like six hours or so? And I'm not even done yet. xD;;;;; ).))
Aiden looked up as the new arrival - a kid with long-ish dark and overly straight hair - entered. A small frown formed on his pinked lips as he watced the kid flick the lighter open, watch the flame, and then flick it closed again. How come almost everyone there was overly depressed and obsessed with pain or whatever? That, of course, excluded himself who was just about the opposite of any kind of manic depressive teen. He was, after all, "Skittles" - or at least Tristan thought so.
Personally, Orpheus agreed with Seamus and Tristan's proposal. However, whether he aproved or not was not at all evident from his expression, which had remained blank as per usual.
As a new kid entered, he didn't even turn to look. However, by the expression on the other's faces - especially those of Abby and Aiden - this kid wasn't going to be a straight-forward case. The click of a lighter and the soft hiss of flame confirmed that first judgement and, finally, he turned around, deciding that he'd might as well since everyone else was.
((By the way... you guys know that, eventually, Aiden's going to run out of hair dye... xD;;;; He's not made of money, after all.... ninja ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:01 pm
Lol, how would Allumen look with bright green hair? xD ))
Allumen sighed, itching to get out of the room. 'If anyone else shows up to elongate this process...' He growled quietly. Most of the room seemed concerned about the new kid. Why? Few were less dysfunctional than this kid seemed to be. Some had commited worse crimes.
((Btw, I'll repeat this: I have re-assessed Allumens' personality so please think of him with a blank sheet. I can't do the religous thing anymore cause it's driving me nuts. I dun know the first thing about it. ^^;; ))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:43 pm
((I'm sure there's kool-aid packets lying around in the kitchen pantry somewhere. That's how we used to dye our hair in the old days. I forget the complete recipe. And, right Allumen is a blank slate now, I'll remember that!))
“Yeah, sure,” Liam mumbled in agreement to the other boys’ declaration of neutrality. It wasn’t that anyone was particularly concerned about him agreeing to it, but he didn’t want to seem overly rude.
He was watching Jeffery now, the same way he looked at most things - with a vulnerable curiosity - but he felt much the same as Allumen. This circle was beginning to grow tedious, and he was ready to leave. The air was stifling, and there were far too many eyes for his comfort.
Well, just staring at the boy wasn’t going to make this go any faster. His glance returned to the group, and he began to fidget, wringing his hands as his long lashes flitted his gaze from boy to boy from beneath his veil of silvery hair. There had to be something happier to talk about, and although it wasn’t the point of this session, he felt that it was his duty to at least try and lift the heavy air a little bit.
“So, ah,” he stammered, then cleared his throat, now looking to Aiden as he spoke in his soft, feathery voice, “Your family runs a hair salon, huh? Do you, um...” His eyes lifted to his bright pink hair, and he froze a second before he continued, “Cut hair too? Yeah, cut it. I was thinking I might need a haircut sometime... yeah, just.. A trim.” He trailed off, now coiling a silken lock around his finger. He liked it long for a reason, but it had come unruly. It wasn’t as if he were going to be entering a beauty pageant any time soon though.
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 3:48 pm
After Jeffery's responce, Abby let her eyes wander around the room. She guessed that she was pushing her luck, having asked them to speak in the first place may have been too much. Silently, she decided that it was time to dismiss the boys to their rooms and let everyone settle down. As for Jefferey... she could instantly tell that he wasn't going to open up to her anytime soon.
"Okay, Jefferey..." She started softly, the never ending patience still in her tone. "Well, what we do, as a group, is help eachother to open up and become more socially sound." She tried to explain. "You see, instead of being punished, you are allowed to do what you like here so long as you follow the rules of course, and so far, nobody has found them too harsh." She offered a soft smile. "If you want to call it that, sure. I asked each boy to tell his peers about his problem.... this way, everyone is out in the open. Nobody should be ashamed because they are here." She thought for a moment. "You are here.... to prove that you shouldn't be." She lifted her eyebrows, hoping he would understand.
"This place.... isn't a jailhouse... and I'm not here to punish you." She said gingerly. "Please, I know you do not know me well.... but will you give me a chance?" She asked. "I'm sure I'm not as evil as you think." She chimed and then gave a wink to Jeffery before she stood up to adress the group.
"Alright boys, everyone has been given a new room assignment!" She exclaimed. "There will be two boys per room, and you have each been paired randomly... sooo if you have a problem, please come see me in private and we will discuss a change.
She pulled a list out of her pocket and then started to read.
"The pairings are: Aiden & Tristan, Justin & Allumen, Orpheus & Seamus, Liam & Jeffery."
She looked up at the group, waiting to hear the grunts or moans that would sound dissaproval.
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Tristan glanced over to Aiden from behind his messy dark brown bangs. I'm paired with Skittle? He thought this over for a brief moment before concluding to himself that he couldn't be depressed while looking at something so.... bright. He lifted his head slightly, his face becoming more into view as he used his hand to brush his hair away.
"Fine by me." He said and then pushed his chair out before standing and stretching. He looked over at the rest of the boys and wondered what they were thinking. He also thanked Abby for not pairing the two pyros together....
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 4:00 pm
((Bad luck for the still not present ninth boy, huh? xD ))
Aiden looked over and smiled as he was adressed, his attention momentarilly shifted from the new arival to the seemingly apprehensive teen across the table. He leaned back for a moment, long arms cording out behind himself as he stretched in a way that presented quite a bit of sensuous eye candy before settling back down to lean forward across the desk, chin resting on the palm of his hand.
"Yup. Dyeing, cutting, styling, trimming - anything hair related, I'll do." He said, smiling. He eyed the other's hair a long moment, noting the other's complexion and general coloring. He was about to comment further, but then Abby spoke up.
He shifted his focus to her and smiled, slightly relieved, that she was only speaking up to announce sleeping arrangements. And, luckily, he wasn't with Justin... He didn't want to judge anyone wrongly, but... somehow he just didn't think he could get along with that guy.
He looked up, slightly surprised, at Tristan's response. Fine with him...? Aiden had thought that anyone told he would be staying in a room with him wouldn't be quite so fine with it. After all, he was a whore - and most of the boys here (or so he thought) were straight (or at least bi). Not only was Aiden a raging gay (technically bi, but no one seemed to have cottoned on to that small fact), he was also quite a bit more than the average hormonal teenager - and he probably had too much experience for anyone else to be comfortable with.
However he looked at it, he just oculd understand how Tristan could be "fine" with it.
But if he was... Aiden didn't want to change that. He looked up and gave the dark-haired teen a small smile before replying, "Fine by me, too."
((I'll post for Orpheus in just a sec....))
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Posted: Sun Dec 03, 2006 4:18 pm
“Oh, that’s cool...” Liam responded absently to Aiden as his attention turned to Abby. New... room assignments? Panicked, he looked over to Jeffery, whom he knew nothing about, then over to Abby. Normally he would just go with the flow, but something worried him, and it really didn’t have anything to do with Jeffery. He could be paired with any other boy and still his reaction would have been the same, despite appearances. “But my fa-“ he stopped himself, then lowered his voice, speaking more to himself than to anyone else. “I thought they said I’d have my own room...” A delicate pout grazed his wide, full lips, and he shot his gaze to the floor. He had never shared a room with anyone in his entire life aside from the occasional sleepover during his childhood. However, he knew better than to argue with Abby. Something about that woman’s aura always seemed to say ‘Now, Now, I know what’s best.’
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